The whole body swings from
light to dark,
What about the soul!
It is raining,
Raining the whole day,
Wetting the night dark.
The dancing tree moves within,
Within you and your heart,
We are stepping throughout,
Throughout the long past
From era to era.
How does a person alive
From generation to generation!
The planet you know
That is the blue,
Blue sky never ends-
Obvious for the life & death also.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem